Transformation to Womanhood in Two Kinds by Amy Tan :: Two Kinds, Amy Tan

Transformation to cleaning lady in Two Kinds   For a lot of us growing up, our mothers pick out been an integral part of what made us who we are. They have been the one to acquit us when no one else could. They have been the one to comfort us when the world seemed to turn to evil. They have been the one to shelter us when the pelting came pouring d birth. And most importantly, they have been the one to love us when we compulsory it the most. In Two Kinds, by Amy Tan, Jing-mei is a young daughter of a Chinese immigrant. Growing up she had to endure being raised by an overbearing mother as well as deal with mental struggles within herself. She had to learn how to live a woman on her own terms.   Throughout the story, her mother repeatedly carts Jing-mei to be something that she is not. She wants Jing-mei to somehow become a prodigy child. She has such high hopes for her daughter that she doesnt realize the amount of trouble she causes Jing-mei. Like all good mothers, she only wants the best for her child.   Since immigrating to America, she believes that anything can be accomplished and she uses her daughter as her outlet to prove it. She continuously gives Jing-mei legion(predicate) tests to memorize bible passages and world capitals, and eventually coerces her into taking piano lessons, which becomes the prepare focus of her perfect daughter determination.   Jing-mei reacts extremely negatively to this pressure. This is only exemplified when she states, I wont let her change me, I promised myself. I wont be what I am not. She is forced to take a stance against her mother primarily because she doesnt want to be forced into meet something that she is not. Jing-mei feels she must become her true self, a person whom she feels her mother is not to determine for her.   Jing-mei feels uncomfortable with her mother putting so much pressure on her. She is on a continuous struggle within herself to vex who she really is. She is consta ntly distraught over torn feelings of wanting to become her true self and making her mother proud. Still, as time goes on it proves to be better to go against the tide, go against her mothers wishes. And after seeing my mothers foil face once again, something inside of me began to die.